Hidden Force Battle, Breaking the Limit!

Su Mu currently has two Rank-entry fist techniques mastered. Tiger Subduing Fist is near completion, and Rock Shattering Fist is near great success. Coupled with his excellent talent, raw jade comprehension of 12 points and near-perfect control over his physical body.

Su Mu can switch between the two fist techniques freely in combat, or even unleash them simultaneously. His previous punch first used the roar of Tiger Subduing Fist to shock the enemy and unsettle their mind, then followed up with a seemingly light strike from Rock Shattering Fist to shatter Zhang San's head.

"Bastard!"

Seeing Zhang San's head explode from a single punch, dying on the spot, someone roared in anger.

Chichichichi!

In an instant, three gleaming long sabers, exuding a chilling cold, transformed into three white ribbons that cut through the air, slashing towards Su Mu from three different directions.

Those who could remain in Wu Heng's residence were no ordinary thugs. These four were Wu Heng's true confidantes, cultivated with great effort, and elites of the Black Tiger Gang.

The four cooperated with tacit understanding and had experienced numerous battles. In a four-on-one situation, even a Rank-entry Qi Refining Martial Artist could very likely be surrounded and killed on the spot if they were the slightest bit careless.

"Avenge Zhang San!"

One person's long saber arrived first, sweeping with a gust of force as it slashed down swiftly, the blade aimed directly at Su Mu's vital throat.

Whoosh!

However, this saber strike missed. An afterimage beneath the saber dissipated like a bubble. Su Mu saw the saber attacks from the other two. His astonishing senses, combined with his terrifying excellent talent, raw jade comprehension, played an incredible role at this moment.

Instantly discerning the trajectories of the other two sabers, Su Mu suddenly took a step forward.

Startled Sparrow Steps.

Double Sparrow Leap.

Wind kicked up beneath his feet, and Su Mu's figure flickered consecutively. The cunningly angled slashes from the two behind him missed their targets. Meanwhile, the one who had loudly declared his intent to avenge Zhang San's face changed drastically.

He saw a startled sparrow suddenly magnify infinitely in his pupils. Facing these non-Rank-entry martial artists, Su Mu simply covered his shoulders and arms with Hidden Force. Using the charging momentum of Startled Sparrow Steps, he charged into this person like a savage bear.

Five Animal Frolics, Angry Bear Shakes the Tree!

"Ah!"

His shoulder and elbow, covered in Force, struck the man's chin and solar plexus fiercely. Instantly, amidst a sharp scream, consecutive crisp bone cracks sounded. This Black Tiger Gang member's chest bone and jawbone shattered. Then, a Hidden Force penetrated his body and detonated in his solar plexus. A still-beating heart exploded with a bang.

Puchi.

The man only had time to let out a scream before spitting out blood and falling limply to the ground, unable to rise.

The powerful physique forged by the complete Five Animal Frolics, combined with the long-term effects of the Three-Complete Body Strengthening Soup, was a crushing advantage when paired with Hidden Force in the Limit Break State.

"Damn it!"

Su Mu's completely unreasonable fighting style left the remaining two Black Tiger Gang members in a state of shock and rage. However, they were experienced fighters. They attempted to seize the gap after Su Mu's attack and deliver several consecutive slashes.

The saber light crisscrossed.

But these continuous slashes, which were so fast they faintly left afterimages, all missed. In the face of Startled Sparrow Steps, their attacks were completely useless. Su Mu weaved beneath their saber edges with Startled Sparrow Steps, causing cold sweat to break out all over them and their hearts to tremble with fear.

It was at this moment that Wu Heng, who had been watching Su Mu intently and had not yet entered the fray, could no longer sit still.

"Get out of my way!"

With Force infused into his voice, a roar erupted like thunder. After two Black Tiger Gang members fell, Wu Heng's heart settled. He now had a grasp of the strength of the person who had broken into his residence and killed people tonight.

This person and he were both Ninth Rank martial artists who had mastered Hidden Force. As they were both in the Hidden Force realm, Wu Heng possessed immense confidence. If not for the limitation of not having enough Bone Forging liniments, perhaps he, Wu Heng, would have been the first in Qingshui Town to advance to Eighth Rank Bone Forging, not Zhao Xuan.

Wu Heng believed his own innate talent was superior to Zhao Xuan's.

This could be seen from the difference between him and Zhao Xuan in cultivating Gale Fist. Wu Heng's fist technique had even reached great success earlier than Zhao Xuan's. Moreover, he vaguely perceived that the Hidden Force within the person before him was inferior to his own.

"Take this, you scoundrel!"

Wu Heng strode into the battle circle, raising his sandbag-sized fist and throwing a punch towards Su Mu's face.

Before the fist even arrived, a gust of wind brushed his face, making Su Mu's black hair dance wildly. His cheek skin felt a stinging sensation, as if scraped by something sharp.

"Hmm?"

Su Mu let out a soft exclamation. Wu Heng's fist technique appeared slow, but the accompanying gust of wind was solid, like wind blades as sharp as knives. This was a fist technique he had never encountered before.

Facing Wu Heng's unknown fist technique, Su Mu infused Hidden Force into his arms and met the attack with the defensive capabilities of Ape Play from the Five Animal Frolics. He spread his arms wide, crossing them in front of his chest like an iron wall.

Boom!

Fist and arms collided fiercely. The two Hidden Forces surged, emitting a series of dull explosions in the air.

"Die!"

Wu Heng's confidence surged as he unleashed his punch. He could feel that he had the upper hand in the previous clash of Hidden Forces. The Hidden Force within the opponent was inferior to his own, possessing only a kind of strange strength.

But this strange strength was not enough to reverse the situation; victory was already decided.

Instantly, Wu Heng's punches rained down like a fierce storm. Wu Heng had only cultivated one technique, Gale Fist. He had spent twenty-three years perfecting this fist technique, and each punch carried his twenty-three years of effort!

Whoosh whoosh whoosh.

As Gale Fist was unleashed, a fierce wind howled through the courtyard, making the few pine trees sway unsteadily and their leaves rustle noisily, as if caught in a tempest.

"This guy is dead for sure!"

"That's right... Hall Master Wu's Gale Fist is still so breathtaking!"

The two Black Tiger Gang members couldn't help but exclaim in admiration. They watched Wu Heng's arms move, the wind following him, truly majestic.

The two of them retreated to the sides as Wu Heng made his move, but they didn't relax in the slightest. They were like two vicious hounds, staring intently at Su Mu on the field.

The moment Su Mu showed the slightest opening during his exchange with Wu Heng, both of them would unhesitatingly pounce, cooperating with Wu Heng to hack Su Mu to death.

"This guy is stronger than any Ninth Rank martial artist I've encountered before. His mastery of this fist technique is also incredibly deep. If it were a different time and place, he'd be worth a good spar."

"But this isn't a sparring match right now..."

Su Mu's eyes narrowed. His purpose for coming here tonight wasn't to spar or train himself, but to kill.

The commotion in this mansion had likely already spread. Perhaps because of the Black Tiger Gang, no one dared to easily set foot inside. But he couldn't drag this out any longer.

The two of them exchanged blows with incredible speed, fighting over a dozen rounds in mere moments.

Su Mu knew very well that the Force within his body was no match for Wu Heng's. Furthermore, the fist technique Wu Heng was using somewhat countered him; the sweeping gale weakened the explosive power of Su Mu's physical body.

"It seems... I can't hold back anymore. I have to go all out!"

Suddenly, Wu Heng's heart skipped a beat. He felt the aura of Su Mu, who had been desperately defending moments ago, change drastically. The agile white ape defending had instantly transformed into a ferocious tiger descending the mountain, gnashing its teeth and lapping blood.

A fierce aura emanated from Su Mu's entire body. Su Mu took a deep breath, pushing the Qi and Blood and Force within him to their absolute limit. His near-perfect control over his body in the Limit Break State was shattered.

At this moment, the acupoints within Su Mu's body buzzed in unison, and his physical limits were instantly broken.

Beneath his mask, Su Mu's face flushed red. He intended to layer the Twin Tiger technique onto his Limit Break State.

Let your gale howl and your fist technique be exquisite; he would simply break it with sheer power. One force to break ten thousand techniques.

Tiger Subduing Fist, Vajra Tiger Subduing.

ROAR!

An unusually high-pitched tiger's roar exploded in the mansion.

BOOM!

The wind follows the tiger, the clouds follow the dragon.

The gale dared not make a sound before the tiger's roar and instantly dissipated. Then, Wu Heng felt as if Mount Tai was pressing down on him. The moment their fists met, an irresistible monstrous force surged through. This monstrous force was like a thousand-pound hammer, instantly causing his right arm to bend severely.

CRACK.

His right arm bone snapped with a sound, but the residual force still shook Wu Heng, causing him to stagger and retreat several steps before regaining his balance.

"This monstrous force... Are you a Bone Forging martial artist?"

Ninth Rank was Qi Refining into Force; Eighth Rank was Bone Forging into Marrow. Martial artists in the Bone Forging realm infused Force deep into their flesh and blood, further tempering their entire skeletal structure. Their bones became like fine iron, their physique far surpassing Qi Refining martial artists, and their strength multiplied.

Instantly, Wu Heng's face changed drastically, showing a look of terror for the first time. The strength gap between each rank of martial artist was like a vast mountain, not easily crossed. Except for some martial arts prodigies, Eighth Rank martial artists facing Ninth Rank were invariably crushed.

His mind raced, and Wu Heng conceived the thought of escape. He immediately retreated towards one of the Black Tiger Gang members.

However, how could Su Mu allow that? Su Mu stomped his feet, executing the Startled Sparrow Steps. His figure instantly closed the distance, and his free left hand transformed into a tiger's claw, lunging out fiercely.

Fierce Tiger Pounce!

One claw slammed heavily onto Wu Heng's remaining left wrist, followed by another piercing scream. Wu Heng's left wrist bone was also shattered by the claw.

One moment Wu Heng had the upper hand, completely suppressing Su Mu. The next, the situation on the field underwent a shocking reversal.

Wu Heng's right arm was broken, his left wrist crippled, and his strength reduced to less than a tenth. The outcome was decided.

Only now, the Black Tiger Gang members present, including Wu Heng, realized with lingering fear that Su Mu had been holding back to fight them evenly before.

No, "holding back" didn't even begin to describe the gap between them. It was like he was letting the sea flow.

"Who exactly are you? I, Wu, believe I have never provoked you. Why do you want to kill me without reason!" Wu Heng's face contorted in pain from his broken arms. Beads of cold sweat the size of soybeans dripped from his forehead. He spoke in extreme terror.

Ninth Rank Qi Refining martial artists were prominent figures in the Qingshui Town area. As for Bone Forging martial artists, there was only Zhao Xuan. This was precisely why the Black Tiger Gang could act so unscrupulously in this region.

In times of chaos, might makes right.

Beneath the crescent moon, Su Mu, exuding a fierce aura, took a step closer. "Hall Master Wu, do you still recognize this saber?"

Su Mu unbuckled the long saber at his waist.

SHING.

The saber was drawn from its sheath. Wu Heng stared, his pupils contracting to the size of pinpricks. He saw a distinct notch on the saber's edge.

Wu Heng could recognize this notch at a glance; it was made by his own hand, the excuse he used to forcibly seize the Thirty Refinements Long Saber.

"This saber?!"

Before he could finish speaking, a long saber plunged violently into Wu Heng's heart, the tip piercing through his body. White blade in, red blade out. Su Mu leaned close to Wu Heng and spoke in a low voice, audible only to the two of them.

"Hall Master Wu, didn't you say there was a problem with the saber I forged, that it was even difficult to chop firewood with... Why does it feel quite sharp to me?"